I met Dave at the bars. We hit it off immediately and spent the night talking, until the bar finally shut down. We left and decided to go to a new bathhouse that had just opened down the street. We got checked in and got a shared room. We stripped off, making out briefly, and then went out to explore. We got in the hot tub for a bit and chatted with some guys. Had a nice chat but decided to get out and roam a bit more. The club was nice but plain so we headed back to the room where we made out, I sucked his nine inch cock and he sucked my six and a half incher. He was a total twink but turned out to be a top. I totally had him pegged as a bottom. He proceeded to fuck me bare in a couple different positions and ended up shooting his load deep in my ass.
We met up again another night and ended up going to another bathhouse and he fucked me in the hallway. The club was pretty empty and no one really bothered us much. He cock felt great in my ass, I've always felt more comfortable taking larger cocks than smaller ones. He always gave a good fucking and ended up shooting another load up me. The next time we met he came over to my apartment just before I had to go to work. We were standing in my living room and made out for a little bit. He turned me around and put his hand down my pants, grabbing my hardening cock. He jerked me for a little bit then undid my trousers and pushed them and my underwear to the floor. He pushed his down freeing his massive nine incher and started sliding it up and down my crack while kissing my neck. He spit on his hand and slicked up his hard cock and put it back against my crack. He slid down and came back up and hit my hole. He pressed slowly against me and popped in me bareback. He fucked me for a couple minutes while I jerked my cock. He thrust in deep and shot a load in my ass while I shot a load across the carpet in front of me.
I didn't see him for a couple years until I ran into him again at the bar. He came up to me and told me he was HIV poz. I asked him if he would still fuck me if he wore a condom. He said sure, but we didn't really have a place to go. He grabbed a condom and took me to an apartment building he used to live in. There was a door to one of the stairwells that didn't close all the way so we pulled it open and went to the top where there was a landing and a ladder to the roof. We could look over the wall and see down the stairwell. It was about three am, and Dave stripped down naked. I was a bit nervous about it because while it was unlikely anyone would come up to where we were at, it was still a possibility. I still got naked and he sucked me and rimmed me. He stood me up naked against the low wall looking down the stairs so I could see anyone that came out of the door on the floor below. He rolled the condom on and proceeded to slide all nine inches of his tool into my ass.
He fucked me from behind while standing up for about ten minutes, then he dropped me to the ground on my back, putting my legs up on his shoulders and slammed his cock in and out of my hole. He kept at it, kissing me and sliding his rubber-covered cock in and out for another fifteen minutes before he flipped me over on my hands and knees to fuck me doggy style. Before he entered me again I heard a pop that I didn't really pay much attention to. I was pretty drunk and when I reached back to guide his dick into my ass I still felt the condom. He fucked me for a little while more and then I decided to turn around and lay on my back again. As I was guiding his cock back into me I realized only the base of the condom was intact. He had been fucking me bare for the last few minutes! The moment I had that realization I almost had a spontaneous orgasm. He slid half covered dick back into me and I started to jerk my cock. It only took me about thirty seconds to shoot a load all over my chest. I told him to pull out after I came because his cock was starting to hurt my ass. He pulled out, took the broken condom off and jacked his load onto my chest as well. He never said anything about the broken condom.
I realized he broke open the condom while he was repositioning me. I guess he was used to fucking me bare. I was so turned on when I noticed the broken condom, I wouldn't have cared if he seeded me with his poz load. I saw him again a few years later on the local light rail. He was checking me out, but I couldn't tell if he recognized me but he was definitely cruising me. I had to get to a class, but I should have gone after him for one more fuck and one more load in my ass.
Authors note: Hiya, longtime fan first time post! Don't have a lot of experience with chems so hope my descriptions ain't too out of water. I'm just a chaser trying to live out my fantasy!
"Hey kid, meet me at that new Church in town! Ill be there on Sunday. Uncle Dom x"
Looking up from the text, Andrew glanced across the street at the old grey concrete church across the way. 'New'? This thing didn't look it, maybe it was a new congregation? Uncle Dom was an odd type, he'd only seen him a few weeks ago at family dinner when he dropped in.
He had taken up a space to Andrews right, his big heavily tattooed arms bulging in his white shirt. The thin shirt did nothing to hide the glint of the metal nipple piercings that stood out on his barrel chest, with hair peaking out over the collar. Uncle Dom was massive, with a shaved head and standing at 6ft 3, he was a real site at the dinner table. Andrew remembered staring holes in the table just not to get caught staring. He knew it was wrong to find his Fathers brother so hot, but he couldn't help it.
The dinner was unusual, not just for the fact that his uncle was there, but because Uncle Dom had spent the whole time going on about his new church and how he was really enjoying it. Which was unusual because Uncle Dom was never a religious man, and from the looks of him it was hard to imagine. He had also spent a fair amount of time asking about my age and if I had a girlfriend. It was all very odd, then only a few days later this message came out of the blue.
Steeling himself Andrew crossed the street, making his way to the black double doors of the dark church. The cross above the door askew, and Andrew wondered why anyone would ever think to set up in such a rundown shithole like this.
Uncle Dom had said he really enjoyed this church, and whilst Andrew wasn't particularly religious himself, he wanted to impress him. Andrew wanted to be a lot like his Uncle Dom, he wanted to shave his head and get tattoos and piercings just like him. He wanted to be big and strong just like his Dad and his uncle, though in that regard he was not. He was 5ft 8, he was skinny, and even though he was 18, he was yet to get a tattoo or a piercing. He wasn't sure how his Dad would take it, it was one thing for his brother, a different thing entirely for his son.
Crossing the threshold, a slight chemical smell wafted over him, as he was greeted by the noise and smell of a large group of men. Andrew hesitated at the door, in front of him was the strangest church he had ever seen. The cross was gone, toppled in the corner, pews pushed back and organised in a circle around the centre of the room. The lights had been replaced with red Led's and the windows has been boarded up. Men, and I mean men, were milling around in various states of undress around the pews and the centre of the room talking.
A few clouds of white smoke occasionally erupted from the group as these goliaths stood in conversation. Some were shirtless, but others wore leather and rubber, fetish gear clung to tight and muscular frames. Andrew's jaw was practically on the floor when he noticed his uncle approaching him.
Authors footnote: So, I'm hoping to follow a poz Sarah Palin worshiping angle. Will put up part 2 shortly. Hope you get a good wank out of it!
Trigger warning, the 1st part of this story includes gay bashing! Proceed at your own risk.
Barry, Jason and Chris would become quite a force to be reckoned with.
Our story starts with Barry. Since it begins with Barry, old enough to have come out before the AIDS pandemic it takes a while to get to the yet unheard of topic of gift giving and chasing.
Barry would eventually make his living as an artisan. He became a cabinet maker of one of a kind furniture that sold at generous prices providing him with a comfortable living.
This professional pursuit and creativity suited his mild mannered, introverted personality very well. His passion was studying each piece of wood, each knot and grain, each colour and hue, practically letting the wood dictate the shape and style of every piece he sculpted.
Every dovetail joint fit together with exacting precision. Every finish dictated by the unique muse of the piece. The meditative hours of sanding and polishing were soothing to his soul.
From adolescence he knew he was gay and liked sex but could see it didn't have the driving force for him that it had for most of his buddies.
In college he was quite content to join his friends at one of the neighborhoods gay bars for a beer and listen to their sexual exploits,but, he was usually quite content to head home early and alone. On the few occasions he did hookup things would rarely develop beyond oral. If they did he always topped. He really wasn't interested in exploring beyond that.
Near the end of his college days his best friend talked him into sharing a jug of draft instead of Barry's usual choice to stop at one beer. When Barry's brain was a little on the intoxicated side the friend convinced Barry to accompany him to the local cruising park.
It was a very dark overcast night so even though Barry could tell from hushed voices and whispers that there were men around all he could really see was the sporadic glow of cigarettes or the odd flash from a lighter.
His friend shared a word or two with men they met on the paths. Barry became particularly enamoured by a guy with a classic Marlboro Man face and stance. His best friend encouraged him to chat up this stranger while excusing himself suggesting "let's meet up for brunch tomorrow and exchange notes on our adventures. "
The chat with the Marlboro Man soon progressed to kissing. The kissing soon proceeded to fondling and groping. Soon both their erections were out of their pants. The Marlboro Man quickly turned his back, dropped his jeans, leaned into a tree trunk and presented his ass. With only spit for lube Barry's six inch cock was buried in the presented hole.
It was not long before Barry sensed someone over his right shoulder. Continuing a leisurely fuck he turned his head and smiled into the face which was far closer than he had anticipated. The stranger took this invitation to hug Barry from behind and start unbuttoning Barry's shirt while nibbling his ear sending pleasurable shudders through Barry's body. Marlboro Man noticed, looked back and smiled while more aggressively humping his ass on Barry's naked cock. Barry loved the stranger's calloused hands stroking his heavily haired chest and belly. He put up no protest when the stranger unfastened Barry's pants and pushed them and his briefs down to his knees. The stranger's mouth soon found Barry's exposed hole and his tongue joined in the fucking rythm.
Barry blasted off into a new world of experience never having been tongue fucked before. After what felt like forever but was probably only a couple of minutes the stranger's cock head was pushing against Barry's hairy hole. Barry hesitated for a split second and then thought 'what the hell, why not?'
When the head penetrated the pain was hot and more than Barry thought he could bear. The stranger seductively whispered into his ear to relax and the Marlboro Man pushed back even more insistently. Reluctantly Barry took some deep breaths and instinctively also found his ass pushing back to impale himself further. Soon the pain turned to pleasure and all three relaxed into a vigorous rhythm. It did not take Barry's balls long to send the familiar signal. He warned the Marlboro Man. The stranger piston slapped Barry's ass and Barry shot over the edge blasting his load into the ass in front of him. His ass contractions brought the stranger over the top and rope after rope of hot cum began to coat Barry's gut walls for the first time in his life.
Before he could even start to process this experience a husky voice over his left shoulder called out, "my turn, let me in." The first cock in his ass pulled out with a plop sound and was immediately replaced by a thicker longer one which unloaded as it was roughly pushed inside.
Again, before he could think through the unfolding events a new even thicker cock was assaulting his bowels and pounding away. The Marlboro Man removed himself and Barry took his place leaning against the tree trunk for stability for the duration of his third fuck and breeding.
More guys had gathered around, but Barry declined their offers to continue the breaking of his no longer virgin ass.
He found his way home on his own and on arrival debated expelling the copious cum in the toilet or wearing briefs to bed should it leak out in his sleep. Noticing just how exhausted he was he crawled into bed naked and slept the sleep of the dead.
Uncharacteristically he slept in only awaking in time to head off and meet his best friend for brunch.
Sitting alone he noticed an internal angry fuming realizing his friend was keeping him waiting yet once again. He got up and grabbed the local newspaper, something to occupy himself as he waited.
His blood ran cold when he saw the cover story. 'Gay man's body found in cruising park. ' Though no name was given Barry knew in his bones the dead man was his best friend.
Barry never visited that or any other cruising park again. It would take a couple of years before he would even think about having sex again. During these years he became a bit of a recluse and poured his entire life energy into perfecting his furniture building knowledge and skills. Slowly, very slowly the icy grief in his blood began to thaw and he eventually started to reconnect with life beyond the confines of his wood work shop.
The opening scene of the play was in a raucous gay bar. The two central characters were slim, tall, handsome young men who had just been introduced to each other by mutual friends. Amidst the usual friendly banter the audience can see a growing mutual interest between Fred and Stan, the handsome leads.
The darker of the two, Fred, led his new acquaintance away from the group of friends and up to the bar. He ordered two shots of Jägermeister from the muscular shirtless bar tender. One shot and toast leads to five and the two star characters are seen stumbling arm in arm from the bar.
With the magic of theater we see them emerge back on stage climbing a set of stairs to enter a bedroom. Increasingly loud techno beat music plays as amid kisses and groping every stitch of clothing is ripped off and the two men fall into bed. Legs are hoisted to shoulders and Stan groans as it appears Fred is penetrating his co-star. Black out as the hypnotic erotic music continues.
Within a moment the volume of the music begins to diminish as the flood lights slowly come back up. The coupling on the bed clearly reaches it's climax as Fred groans and his body convulses and he collapses on Stan. Heavy breathing as they each regain their composure. Fred then rolls off and they each lie on the bed fully exposed.
Stan moves to sit on the side of the bed bent over with his head in his hands. Clearly distressed, "You just fucked me bareback and came inside me man ... I don't even know you ... what were you thinking?"
"You didn't stop me. " defensively from Fred
The scene plays out with an argument about the dangers and ethics of bareback sex in the midst of AIDS. We learn two important details, it is 1987, and Fred is HIV positive.
Soon Fred has retrieved and pulled on underwear. Stan remains naked through the ongoing argument. The anger crescendos and eventually escalates into a wrestling match. Fred pins Stan to the floor. They stare each other down with anger for a deafening moment of silence. Fred then forcefully kisses Stan. At first Stan resist but then relents allowing himself to be sucked into the passionate exchange. All of a sudden Fred lifts and bends the naked man over his bed. Fred rips off his underwear and mounts Stan from behind.
Black out. Intermission.
The second part opens with Stan waking alone, naked and sweating profusely. The story develops with his visit to the STD clinic and positive HIV diagnosis. The second last scene has a dramatic confrontation in the gay bar between the co-stars. Fred is clearly not the least bit remorseful about his actions and Stan flees the bar in tears. As the stage lights black out the bar they emerge to show a naked Stan weeping on his bed. The curtain falls and the audience is on their feet. When the co-stars come out for their bow Fred is in his bar apparel and Stan is completely and unabashedly naked. They hug mid-stage before turning and walking to the front of the stage to bow for their adoring audience.
At the after party Barry was delighted to be introduced to Jason, the blonde actor with the swimmers built who had played the staring role of Stan. Barry had already been entranced by Jason before his clothes came off on stage.
It was Jason who asked Barry, his senior by at least twenty years, "Your place, or mine?"
As I lay here in this wet bed with a severe case of diarrhea, every joint in my body hurting, with a fever. I see a nurse coming towards me with a syringe and I hope it is a good slam as I need it. She wraps a strap around my arm inserts the needle. I see the blood go into the syringe then she pulls it away. Was she trying to tease me? A while later a doctor comes, and he is hot looking he tells me to get on my side and he pulls my ass cheeks apart. He is taking a good look then he looks at my arms.
Bob, you have been using IV drugs and been having unprotected sex with men, as your ass hole has been severely abused. Bob, the blood work came back that you are HIV Positive, so Bob were you raped? I say nothing but he smiles back to me So what drugs have you have been using. I tell him Meth, GHB, Poppers and weed. Bob I see from you former medical records you used to weight 155 LBS. and now its 115 LBS, so what happen.
WTF 5 weeks ago I was living with my mother as I never knew my father. My mother is throwing me out of the house as I was caught again smoking weed and sucking dick in the park again. She is screaming at me as drive me to the bus station with just enough money to get to my father place in Palm Springs Ca. I'm leaving with no money and the 2 bags of everything I own. It a 4 day- bus ride that was the pits. All I had was water on the ride as I had no money. I have my father address and it a 4 mile walk in 100 degree heat. I knock and the door is open by Alex, I don't know Alex relation with my father. Alex is 23 5ft10 rip body and with Alex wearing just basketball shorts as you can see his semi hard dick a spandex top with his nipples and large rings on them. Come on in as we have been expecting you so I ask where is my father, he is out taking care of business right now. I ask Alex for something to drink as I'm so thirsty, The juice he gave me taste different as I gulp it down and ask for more. Let's go out side by the pool area and get comfortable. Once we get out by the pool Alex strips down and I can see his dick and a big ring hanging from the tip with his nipple rings he is so hot looking. He ask is I would like to smoke some weed, I say YES but this stuff if not like the crap you have been smoking. Alex is so right about this stuff being strong as Alex is stroking his dick and says I hear you like sucking dick, as I smile I go over and take good look at the Prince Albert piercing and put my mouth on it. As I go down I see Alex with a glass pipe in his hand and ask if I want to try. He shows me how to keep the flame from burning and how to hold it, the effects are mind blowing as Alex starts to kiss me like no one every has. Soon he is working my nipples and then he is sucking my dick while I'm hitting the pipe.